Al Nāsirah Al Karīm brought my Uncut Hindu Penis out,
“Any objection?” she asked Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan laughed.
“Certainly not, go ahead. Durgesh is unique in sex. His Uncut Hindu Prick is amazing. It extends in length from six inches to just its double. Incredible. Isn’t it?”
Al Nāsirah Al Karīm smiled playing with my Uncut Hindu Prick, entirely unashamed of herself.
“Sure, Al Sadar Al Jamhūriyat Al Årabiyat.”
“Further, his sexual lust for us Musalmān Beauties, us extremely beautiful Musalmān houseladies, is still more amazing. The more Durgesh fucks us Musalmān Beauties, us Musalmān houseladies, the more his sexual lust for us increases. It never diminishes.”
Al Nāsirah Al Karīm looked at me in greatest appreciation.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan smiled.
“Durgesh has infinite sexual lust actually for us Musalmān Beauties, for us extremely beautiful Musalmān houseladies. It makes Durgesh unique. That’s why we have passed a resolution in Al Jamhūriyat Al Årabiyat that Durgesh is a Public Property, at least his legendary unique Uncut Hindu Prick is. No one single woman has exclusive sexual rights on Durgesh.”
Al Nāsirah Al Karīm laughed.
“You must be joking. A resolution? Nonsense.”
“On the contrary,” Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan looked at Al Nāsirah Al Karīm gravely, “I’m absolutely serious. I never talk loose about my husband.”
Al Nāsirah Al Karīm was stunned.
She looked at Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan dumbfounded incredulously.*
Al Nāsirah Al Karīm went down on her knees.
She kissed my Uncut Hindu Prick, licked it, then started to suck it swallowing it into her still extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth.
There are some women who don’t lose their beauty even when they grow old.
Instead, they are more and more beautiful when they grow old, with their more increased experiences and resultant sophistication.
Al Nāsirah Al Karīm was one of them.
She was enjoying now my hardness into her mouth, proudly.
It was the unique legendary Uncut Hindu Penis every Musalmān Beauty, every extraordinary beautiful Musalmān houselady, was crazy for.
She was still able to have it while even the Jet Musalmān Beauties were crazy for it.
“Where’s your son?” I asked.
“Muħammad bin Qāsim?” Al Nāsirah Al Karīm asked.
“Muħammad bin Qāsim.” I said.
“He had to see a man. He promised he’d be back in five minutes.”
Her eyes were smiling at me cunningly.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was suddenly all alert.
Allah, has Durgesh successfully helped Muħammad bin Qāsim too to disappear?
She had promised Al Safiyah Al Ghaus to watch on Muħammad bin Qāsim.
Al Safiyah Al Ghaus could concentrate on Al Muħammad Al Qāsim only.
Al Safiyah Al Ghaus is claiming she still has Al Muħammad Al Qāsim under surveillance.
But Muħammad bin Qāsim?
Has Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan lost him?
In her over confidence?
“How long have you seen Muħammad bin Qāsim, Al Nāsirah Al Karīm?” Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan asked gravely.
“Five minutes ago, Al Jamhūriyat Al Årabiyat.” Al Nāsirah Al Karīm said innocently, “Our party broke when my son received a note. Muħammad bin Qāsim said that he had to see a man on some business.”
“I see.” Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan said gravely, “And what did you do?”
There wasn’t any panic in Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan’s voice whatsoever.
She understood very well, panic in her voice would never help her.
On the contrary, it could spoil her image instead.
Durgesh never cared for any of his woman to the extent to disgrace her Musalmān mankind.
Yes, she and her ever cunning Musalmān girlfriends had always successfully managed to use Durgesh for punishing their ever malevolent Musalmān mankind.
But that was the ultimate limit of Durgesh in helping them.
Even Durgesh’s ever increasing ever infinite sexual lust for Musalmān Beauties and extremely beautiful Musalmān houseladies, could not compel Durgesh ever to cuckold their ever treacherous Musalmān mankind.
He hated cuckolding anyone.
“They deserve it, Durgesh.” Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan had always argued with him, “Dr. Ali Sina and his co authors claim we can’t destroy Muslim Terrorism successfully until and unless we don’t humiliate terrorists Musalmīn. We can’t make them to see our humane viewpoint even without it.”
“And you think Dr. Ali Sina and his co authors are right?” I asked mocking at her almost every time she said it to me.
“I know Dr. Ali Sina and his co authors are right.” Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan almost every time blazed at me.
She asked Al Nāsirah Al Karīm again.
“I asked you what did you do.”
Al Nāsirah Al Karīm smiled triumphantly.
“Came to my stateroom. I slipped my gown off, because I’d spilled some wine on it. Muħammad bin Qāsim will be back any minute. What’s all the commotion about? The ship’s jumping around. I can hardly stand up, consequently. We haven’t run into anything. Have we? Look, there’s a light over there on the water! Moreover, look at the searchlights!”
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan nodded gravely.
She watched Al Nāsirah Al Karīm while Al Nāsirah Al Karīm sucked my Uncut Hindu Penis skillfully, smartly.
Allah, was the old sophisticated Al Nāsirah Al Karīm winning over great Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan?
She couldn’t believe it.
Durgesh is supporting Al Nāsirah Al Karīm against Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan?
Hell, no, never!
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan cooed despite her immense wrath internally.
“I’m particularly interested in finding out about where Muħammad bin Qāsim went and what he did.”
“I heard the sound of a shot. An officer of our ship tells me there’s a man overboard. Does that mean anything to you?”
For a moment Al Nāsirah Al Karīm stared at Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan with triumphant eyes, then she stopped sucking me.
She undressed herself and me too.
Then she again went to her knees.
“Durgesh, fuck me from my behind, please. Let’s go to my stateroom.”*
I enjoyed fucking Al Nāsirah Al Karīm, Nafīsah Salmān, etcetera more because they were in my own age group.
I immediately penetrated Al Nāsirah Al Karīm from her exquisite glorious behind.
Her still extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān buttocks filled my nude Hindu male lap competently as her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt swallowed my Uncut Hindu Prick entirely.
She smiled at me proudly.
I winked at her fucking her passionately.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan said curtly.
“Al Muħammad Al Qāsim has now disappeared. They think he has been murdered by Al Zohrah Al Bittol. You are a widow now legally. You can enjoy sex with Durgesh now more freely.”
Al Nāsirah Al Karīm laughed.
“I was never afraid of my legal Musalmān husband, Al Sadar Al Jamhūriyat Al Årabiyat. If he didn’t like my extramarital affair with Durgesh, Al Muħammad Al Qāsim was always free to divorce me.”
“Legally.” Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan supplemented.
Al Nāsirah Al Karīm smiled cunningly.
“You mean not practically?”
“Well, it’s never easy for a billionaire to divorce his Trillionaire Panjvaqtah Namāzī extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān wife.”
“That’s not my problem.” Al Nāsirah Al Karīm herself started rocking her ever glorious Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān bottom on my Uncut Hindu Prick back forth and back.
She was enjoying my legendary unique Uncut Hindu Prick inside her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt very much.
Well, who didn’t actually?
Were women more animal than males in this matter?
My experiences with womankind answered my question in the affirmative.
But even then I wasn’t sure of my conclusion.
After all I wasn’t omniscient.
There was always a possibility of mistake.*
Al Nāsirah Al Karīm crossed to the drawer of a dresser.
She jerked it open.
Then she stood looking down at the empty drawer.
Her ravenous back forth and back movements of her bottom on my rock hard Uncut Hindu Penis had stopped now, swallowing entire my Uncut Hindu Cock into her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.
“What is it?” I asked Al Nāsirah Al Karīm gravely.
She was a brave, matured and vastly experienced woman.
It wasn’t easy for her to be startled on every this and that matter.
“My gun,” Al Nāsirah Al Karīm said, “it’s gone.”
I looked at Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan questioningly.
“I haven’t done anything, my dear Hindu husband of us entire Musalmān Beauties.” Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan told me innocently widening her extremely beautiful young Musalmān eyes.
“Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan,” I said gravely, “if I found you are responsible for anything of it, even your closest friend, Jacqueline Lincoln, would forget you made her President of USA.”
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan laughed.
“I never knew even you are jealous of my ever closest friendship with Jacqueline Lincoln.”
“Ever close friendship?” I grimaced, “Jacqueline Lincoln is your Karñ, Duryodhan.”
Al Nāsirah Al Karīm was shocked.
“Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan isn’t anybody’s friend, damn it.” I said curtly, “she helped Jacqueline Lincoln to be President of USA so that Jacqueline Lincoln could help her in establishing her Ashvinātam Ummat-e-Muslimah.”*
Jacqueline Lincoln never thought she too would be on my ship.
She thought it was not respectful for USA.
Well, even if the rest of the world doesn’t realize now, Ved Nagar has actually replaced USA in leading the entire humanity.
“Mom, I don’t know why the hell had you promised Imām Muħammad Ħasan uncle to attend the seminar with me in person.”
Dolly Carter smiled graciously.
“Jacqueline Lincoln, Imām Muħammad Ħasan Bhāījān is my milk shared brother. He has done even more for me than even my own real brothers did.”
“I know.” Jacqueline Lincoln said curtly, “Most of my maternal uncles had left us when we needed them utmost. It was Imām Muħammad Ħasan uncle only that helped us then in our survival.”
Dolly Carter’s eyes lit up with immense pride for her daughter.
“You remember it?”
“Of course I remember it.” Jacqueline Lincoln said, “How can I forget, Mom? It was the period that brought Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan and me together. Wasn’t it?”*
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan tried to say something but I raised my right hand to stop her.
I addressed Al Nāsirah Al Karīm instead.
“You and your son, Muħammad bin Qāsim, were going to have a show down about your brother, Muħammad Ůsmān?”
“That’s what I told you already.” Al Nāsirah Al Karīm said to me, eyeing Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan somewhat suspiciously.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was smiling cunningly realizing and enjoying it very much that the situation was still under her control.
“Did you tell Muħammad bin Qāsim what you wanted to talk him about?” I continued.
“I told my son that I wasn’t going to stand for a lot of vague generalities any longer; that I wanted to know exactly whom else he suspected to poison him if not Al Taufīq Al Fatimah and/or Muħammad Ůsmān. After all poison couldn’t have administered itself to Muħammad bin Qāsim.”
“What did Muħammad bin Qāsim say?”
“He said we’d talk it over later.” Al Nāsirah Al Karīm had again started fucking me herself.
“He wouldn’t discuss it then?”
“He deliberately avoided it. Just as we were finishing dinner, a bell robot handed Muħammad bin Qāsim a note. Muħammad bin Qāsim said he had to see a man on some business. That broke up our little company of mother and son. Muħammad bin Qāsim and I came to my stateroom. I told him I was going to have things out with him, that for Al Taufīq Al Fatimah’s sake I wanted his partnership with my brother Muħammad Ůsmān must dissolve now. Muħammad bin Qāsim said he’d be back within five minutes. He simply had to see someone on a matter of the greatest importance for Al Taufīq Al Fatimah and himself.”
“There was your gun in that drawer?”
“Of course. That’s why I brought Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan and you here, to confirm whether it’s still there.”
“When did you see it last?” Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan asked quite disapprovingly it all.
“This afternoon.” Al Nāsirah Al Karīm turned to face Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan.
“It was your gun?”
“How long have you have it?”
“About two months. It was a new gun I liked very much. I immediately purchased it as soon as I saw it.”
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan said curtly.
“I happen to know that your son has been in touch with Åāyeshah Dåūd, the Doctor. I think Muħammad bin Qāsim has tried to reach some agreement with Åāyeshah Dåūd. I don’t know what she told him. It’s a fine situation for blackmail even while Doctor Åāyeshah Dåūd is too respected to go down that much. Do you suppose, madam Trillionaire, your heavily spoiled son, Muħammad bin Qāsim, could have gone to meet Doctor Åāyeshah Dåūd taking your gun with him?”
“I don’t know.” Al Nāsirah Al Karīm said curtly watching Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan contemptuously.
Her still strong vaginal muscles clutched my Uncut Hindu Penis.
“Durgesh darling, I want you to promise me that you’ll stand by me, not with your Practical Chief Wife, Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan, in this matter. Please, someone already trying to frame Al Taufīq Al Fatimah for poisoning my son.”
I smiled at her.
“Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan is sympathetic with Al Safiyah Al Ghaus. However, even then, she isn’t actually your enemy.”
Al Nāsirah Al Karīm looked at Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan uncertainly.
“Let me ask you some more questions before Muħammad bin Qāsim gets here. Just how much have you told him?”*
Al Nāsirah Al Karīm looked at Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan, pushed her magnificent nude Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān buttocks into my equally nude Hindu male lap, swallowed my Uncut Hindu Prick once again entirely into her ravenous Musalmān Cunt and said gravely.
“I told him that Muħammad Ůsmān is of course my younger brother, but he was never a responsible person. My Abbū was fed up of Muħammad Ůsmān’s grossly irresponsible behavior. He never took any interest in our business. Even then he was always after money. I had to help Abbū in his business because Muħammad Ůsmān never understood his duties. Abbū naturally was not good at Muħammad Ůsmān. He willed me his sole beneficiary of his billions.”
“And you proved to be the worthy of his decision.” I said appreciating her, “you made his billions the trillions successfully.”
“Thank you.” Al Nāsirah Al Karīm was fucking me again passionately, yet gratefully now, “You know I couldn’t do it without your moral support even.”
“I always try to support the worthy ones. It was your own courage, fight and prudence that helped you more. I only helped you where your opponents wanted to swallow you illegally.”
“And you think it isn’t valuable? They could have really swallowed me if they were really not afraid of your ever insurmountable opposition. I owe not only my success, but even my existence to you, Durgesh, my life.”
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan laughed bitterly.
“He is utmost prudent enough to help only extremely beautiful Musalmān damsels in distress. His ever lustful Uncut Hindu Penis never let him resist against it.”
Al Nāsirah Al Karīm smiled cunningly.
“Well, he deserves the remuneration. Doesn’t he? If he is protecting us extremely beautiful Musalmān damsels in distress as even our Musalmān husbands don’t or can’t, why the hell Durgesh shouldn’t get even what our incompetent Musalmān husbands do?”
“What else you told Muħammad bin Qāsim?” I asked patiently.
Neither of them was understanding the gravity of the situation optimum.
They were wasting very valuable time in teasing each other.
Most of the women do it unconsciously.
Yet I never expected it from as exquisitely prudent women as Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan and Al Nāsirah Al Karīm were.
“That’s all.” Al Nāsirah Al Karīm said, “That’s all I had time to tell him.”
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was still thinking of success of Al Safiyah Al Ghaus in taking care of Al Muħammad Al Qāsim.
She prayed Allah that she must also prove she took care of Muħammad bin Qāsim if not more efficiently, at least equally.
“Was that after he received this note, or before?” I asked Al Nāsirah Al Karīm.
“Afterwards. We, Ammī and son, had left the others and entered my stateroom. I talked to Muħammad bin Qāsim for just a minute or two. Then I stepped into the closet to get out another dress. I heard Muħammad bin Qāsim slam the door when I was getting out another dress.”
“Muħammad bin Qāsim told you he had to see a man?” Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan asked Al Nāsirah Al Karīm.
“Yes. Muħammad bin Qāsim said he’d be back in five minutes and have it out with me.”
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan said patiently,
“I think we’d better go on deck and find out what’s happened. You are certain, Al Nāsirah Al Karīm, Muħammad bin Qāsim took the gun?”
“Yes. I heard him slam the drawer of the dresser. I didn’t realize what it meant at the time. If… if somebody’s overboard, can they find him─ her?”
“It’s a pretty slim gamble.” I observed, “There’s a heavy sea running. They might swing the ship broadside to the wind and launch boats in the lee, but I don’t think they’ll do it until they have something definite to go on. They’ll play searchlights on the water, throw flares overboard, and keep a sharp lookout. They certainly won’t risk men’s lives in an open boat unless there’s some indication the person’s still alive. Moreover, don’t forget that a shot was fired.”
“Do you suppose it could be Muħammad Ůsmān?” Al Nāsirah Al Karīm asked, “Allah, oh heavens! Muħammad bin Qāsim wouldn’t have done that!”
4. On History
6. On Hinduism
7. On Islam
Al Jihād fil Hindavūn fī sabīlillāh
Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid smiled.
“We are not BLASPHEMOUS.”
“The hell we are not.”Al Fātimah Al Wahāb smiled, “you know very well we are blasphemous.”
Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid was already prepared for it.
She was not a nymphomaniac.
She had very limited male friendship she had allowed to develop to the ultimate intimacy.
Yet, Sidrah Aħmad was her friend.
Imāmzādī Ħumairah Qāzī was her friend.
Yes, Imāmzādī Ħumairah Qāzī has now controlled herself surprisingly and now she is a strictly One Man Woman.
It’s easy for her therefore to understand Al Fātimah Al Wahāb too.
“Our club has great Sidrah Aħmad now as our new president.”
“You were invited to vote, but you didn’t come.”
“Didn’t? I couldn’t come.”
“You could have tolerated Ålī Al Wahāb for one day more.”
“You don’t understand Ålī Al Wahāb.”Al Fātimah Al Wahāb said sternly, “He is my husband now for five years plus. I know him more than anyone else.”
“Your presence was very much needed yesterday, Al Fātimah Al Wahāb.”Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid said curtly, “You knew very well, the meeting was not only for election of our new president. It was for as well as—”
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb interrupted Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid.
“Shankar Mahāpralayankar managed successfully not to come forward as our new President?”
“He fooled all of you idiots.”Al Fātimah Al Wahāb flared.
Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid looked at her astonished.
“Control yourself Al Fātimah Al Wahāb. Watch your language. You are insulting more than millions of internationally, globally, honorable lady members of our Hindu Lund Muslim Choot International Club.”
“Because we deserve it.”
“Even you can’t bear the truth, Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid. Because you are not a nymphomaniac. You don’t know what we nymphomaniacs suffer from, when our Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Cunts are ravenous, and there isn’t any Uncut Hindu Cock available for us respectfully. Whoever available they humiliate us.”
“That’s why this club is established globally. You can get your very much required Uncut Hindu Cock here legally.”
Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid watched Al Fātimah Al Wahāb scrutinizing her carefully.
“Ha ha ha.”
“I’m quite serious, Al Fātimah Al Wahāb. I’m not joking.”
Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid was dumbfounded.
“You—you are crazy.”
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb laughed ironically.
“And Sidrah Aħmad? She says something adverse to it?”
“Well, no. But—”
“Durgesh declined our proposal to preside us.”
“He wants to bring the other eligible ones ahead.”
“He said if the name of the club can be changed into a sophisticated one such as Ashvinātam Club—”
“Nonsense! The hell with his proposal.”Al Fātimah Al Wahāb stamped her feet, “Sophisticated one? Why is Hindu Lund Muslim Choot International Club not sophisticated?”
Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid smiled teasing Al Fātimah Al Wahāb.
“Well, your Durgesh thinks the name is obscene.”
“The hell it is. Why? When we Musalmān Beauties don’t think it obscene why the hell he is trying to be so hypocrite?”
Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid kept smiling teasing her.
“Ask your Durgesh.”
“Sure. What do you think? Am I afraid of him?”
Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid remembered:
She slowly closed the door behind her, took a few steps toward the edge of the table, and glared at everyone sitting around it.
Everyone knew it was not a glare actually.
One of Al Fātimiyyūn.
The 4th century AH /10th century CE has been called by Louis Massignon ‘the Ismaili century in the history of Islam’.
The term Fatimite was sometimes used to refer to the citizens of this caliphate, this Kħilāfat.
The ruling elite of the state belonged to the Ismaili branch of Shi’ism.
The leaders of the dynasty were also Shia Ismaili Imams, hence, they had a religious significance to Ismaili Muslims.
They were also part of the chain of holders of the office of Caliph, as recognized by some Muslims.
Everyone of them was studying whatever they could, not only from Wikipedia but also from other sources as well.
“Do you want to rule the globe?”
“Of course we do, Zia al Islam, but—”
“Your foolish and selfish leaders have cheated you always.”
“Zia al Islam.”
“They always opposed modern education, NOT because it was against Islam. It was against their own vested selfish interests.”
“Sheikħzādī Al Hudā Al Aħmad Al Zabīr had promised to visit us, but—”
“She will.”Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid said gravely, “As soon as she finds it’s appropriate to leave Dawlat al Kuwayt, she will. However I’ve already told you this movement is not led actually by Sheikħzādī Al Hudā Al Aħmad Al Zabīr. It’s roots are in Makkah Mukarramah.”
“Who is our Imām actually?” Al Åābidah Al Ħusayn Al Ålī asked gravely.
Her age was thirty two.
She was married to a royal Sheikħ.
He was a doctor.
It was unfortunate for him that he did not know his wife was a registered and one of the leading members of Hindu Lund Muslim Choot International Club.
The new mission of the club was ‘Cuckold your Musalmān husband.’
Yet it was not the registered name of the movement itself.
The registered name for it was:
‘Al Jihād fil Hindavūn fī sabīlillāh.’
What a dangerous movement it was.
Yet it was a natural result of what he did.
Yazīd malåūn was Duryodhan.
The tragedy was that there was no Lord Kr’shñ to protect the Ummat-e-Muslimah from these Dhr’trāshŧr and Duryodhan of Islam.
In Mahā Bharat both Dhr’trāshŧr and Duryodhan were defeated ultimately.
But due to the vast efforts of munāfiqīn-e-Islam, these Dhr’trāshŧr and Duryodhan of Islam were not defeated.
The then Årab Burdāfaroshs succeeded in their ever dirtiest conspiracy of the entire history of humankind.
Shankar Mahāpralayankar smiled at me.
“You did not tell me what you mean.”
“Satý Sanātan Shāshvat?”
“I know him. What a small world.”
“Not for everyone. Not for even me. It’s for you and for only the persons like you.”
“Aren’t you also one of us?”
“Hell, no. You are not only wealthier. You are more resourceful, more with brains and more with luck too.”
“Of course, man.”
“Mr. Mahāpralayankar, we make our luck ourselves.”
“You can say that because you are almost always successful. I’m not so lucky.”
“Aren’t you a multi millionaire yourself?”
“Money is enough we need?”Shankar Mahāpralayankar watched me carefully.
“What the research was?”
Shankar Mahāpralayankar smiled.
“Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā! No!”
“I can’t believe you.”
“And I think perhaps you are the only man who can believe me hundred percent.”
“Durgesh, you know more than you acknowledge.”
I looked at him gravely.
“Sorry. I try to avoid discussing the subjects I scorn.”
“I beg your pardon?”
“Cuckolding anyone is not a civilized act.”
“Everyone is not civilized. There are some persons everywhere always who act civilized but actually they are not.”
“Al Quddūs Al Qāzī studied it for what purpose?”
“To bring her research in the knowledge of civilized society, of course. What else?”
“The subject is dangerous.”
“That’s why it’s needed to be studied and researched.”
“The research will not help civilized society only. It’d help blackmailers too.”
“Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā! I haven’t come to you to learn ethics from you. I want your help.”
“I’m too busy to help the persons who are capable to manage without me.”
“What about Al Quddūs Al Qāzī?”
“I backed her and organized Al Quddūs Al Qāzī Shankar Mahāpralayankar publications. Her research was broadly published under the banner in books, magazines, articles, stories, novels, every form of media. I was a silent partner in the company. Business was showing a fine profit when I was needed here at Jabalpur.”
“I had to leave everything in the hands of Al Quddūs Al Qāzī to come to here. Al Quddūs Al Qāzī sent me accounts of what the business was doing. Her letters have always been cordial. Then she wrote she had something to talk over with me. She asked if she could come here for conference.”
“Why not video conference instead?”
“That’s what I asked her.”Shankar Mahāpralayankar smiled.
“She said sex between you both was not possible in video conference?” I smiled too.
Shankar Mahāpralayankar laughed.
“You understand women more than me.”
“Thanks. Then what?”
“It turned out that sex was only an excuse.”
“Al Quddūs Al Qāzī wanted something else?”
“Al Quddūs Al Qāzī wanted something else.”
“Our sexual relations were not anymore clandestine. Someone else has our movies.”
“She could not afford them sent to her acquaintance.”
“She is being blackmailed.”
“Who is the blackmailer?”
“No one knows. He is only a voice on phones.”
“What do you want?”
“Al Quddūs Al Qāzī’s lawyer has advised her not to surrender to the blackmailer.”
“Correct. Wise decision.”
“Yet she can’t afford the consequences.”
“Where do I enter in the picture here?”
“Al Quddūs Al Qāzī, and her lawyer too, both suspect it’s Saåūd royal family behind it.”
“The blackmailer is asking to separate her from me, not the money.”
“What does she want?”
“She wants to fake separation.”
“Brilliant idea. Do you have faith in her?”
“More than even I have in myself?”
“Then what’s the problem? Go ahead with the fake separation.”
“Thank you. But for my own satisfaction I want it to be done under your mastermind observation.”
“You are making me wiser even, than I am really.”
“Nonsense. Don’t try to be too polite to be believed, at least.”
“What about her lawyer’s credibility?”
“She can’t double cross us, if that’s what you mean.”
“Her lawyer is also a ‘she’?”I smiled.
“Yet she doesn’t let me put my hand on her.”Shankar Mahāpralayankar also smiled significantly.
“Your money is not wanted?”
“As soon as you look at her your Uncut Hindu Lund will salute her.”
“You don’t see now, my dear friend. You would see.”
“I propose a settlement that would apparently bleed you white.”
“Of course. Actually you’d still remain in possession of everything you part with according to the fake settlement.”
“It can be managed?”
“Hell, what else for have you come to me? There are millions of lawyers. Aren’t there?”
Shankar Mahāpralayankar took my hands and squeezed them in warm gratitude.
“Al Furqān Al Saåīd was right when she said only you can save us.”
“Al Furqān Al Saåīd?”
“Al Quddūs Al Qāzī’s lawyer.”
I winked at him.
Shankar Mahāpralayankar again laughed.
“Well, I simply love this Āyat-e-Karīmah from Al Qur’an Al Kareem.”
Shankar Mahāpralayankar smiled.
“Well, have it your own way.”
“Exactly what do you want me to do?” I looked at him rather gravely now.
Shankar Mahāpralayankar had gone to a window in the meantime.
He came striding to me.
“I’m going to dump all my troubles right in your lap. Use my legal department. Use my everything. From now on your orders, to my persons, will be even superior to me. I’ve already instructed my staff accordingly. Come out to my house. Meet Al Quddūs Al Qāzī and Al Furqān Al Saåīd yourself. Solve the problem as you see fit. Then meet Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid and buy her off too.”
“When do you want to get married?”
“As soon as I can.”
“How far shall I go with Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid?”
“The optimum you have to. No restrictions from me. I have complete faith in you now. You know very well what I can afford and what I can’t.”
“Thanks. I’m honored. When do you want me at your house?”
“Tonight eight o’clock would suit you? I want a will too leaving my property in trust.”
Shankar Mahāpralayankar ultimately whipped a checkbook from his pocket, signed a blank check to me to meet the concerned requirements, tore it from the checkbook and handed it to me.
“It’s the retainer. I don’t know how much will be needed when dealing with Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid.”
“I understand. Okay. It’s alright.”
I handed the check to Kħadījah Muħammad.
“Keep it, Kħadījah. It’d be needed as reimbursement. I’d use my own checks till then.”
“I didn’t know you have faith in your women to the extent to hand over the blank checks to them.”Shankar Mahāpralayankar was somewhat surprised.
“Kħadījah Muħammad is not only my woman, my dear friend. She is the woman who sacrificed her position to be my duly married wife, only because my father, my Pitr’shrī, loved that Saiyadah Fātimah PhD must be my duly married wife.”
Kħadījah Muħammad smiled liberally.
“It’s all right. I can understand.”
With Shankar Mahāpralayankar and his party gone I strolled to the window aimlessly.
I stood there, staring meditatively, down in the street below.
Suddenly, I turned jerked open a drawer of my desk, and pulled out the binoculars.
I raised the window with my left hand, held the binoculars to my eyes, and leaned far out over the sill.
Kħadījah Muħammad calmly took a pencil, poised it over a notepad and waited.
I, my eyes glued to the binoculars, called out,
Kħadījah Muħammad’s pencil wrote the number on the notepad.
I lowered the binoculars and closed the window.
“Got it, Kħadījah?”
“Of course. What’s it?”
“The license number of a Mercedes, green in color, top down, driven by a dazzling Musalmān Beauty, in a burqā, and trailing Shankar Mahāpralayankar. I couldn’t see her face, but she doubtlessly has a swell figure.”
Kħadījah Muħammad looked at me bewildered.
“Well, I’ll be damned.”
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